Ami Arpatia Greystorm

When she was young, she and Ubba were born to a family before things took a turn for the worst. Both their parents had passed when they were at a early age and were separated as children. Ubba was raised with the Astartes chapter, the Space Wolves, while Ami was raised with the Sororitas as Ami Arpatia. She had gained traction by many as a Sister of Battle, her pale skin, raven hair and bright purple eyes, which gave her the nickname Gravedigger. When she finally reunited with her brother, she had not known who he was. Likewise with him. When they eventually found out they were related to each other, they reunited as brother and sister, literally making them calling each other brother and sister. Now it is time for war.

A Long-Form Backstory
They were born on a forgotten Imperial frontier world—two children of a humble family who never imagined their bloodline would one day shape the fate of entire sectors. Ami and Ubba were inseparable in their earliest years, bound by the simple joys of childhood and the warmth of parents who loved them fiercely. But the galaxy is rarely kind to innocence. When raiders descended upon their settlement, their parents were slain, and the siblings were torn apart in the chaos that followed.
Ubba was taken by an Imperial retrieval force and, by a twist of fate, delivered into the care of the Space Wolves. The feral sons of Fenris saw in him a spark—raw instinct, wild courage, and a survivor’s fire. They raised him as one of their own, molding him into a warrior whose loyalty burned as fiercely as his rage. He grew into a towering figure of strength and instinct, a man who fought with the heart of a wolf and the soul of a lost child still searching for something he could not name.
Ami’s path diverged sharply. She was found by the Adepta Sororitas and brought into the fold of the Sisters of Battle. Her pale skin, raven hair, and unnervingly bright purple eyes made her stand out among her peers, earning her the whispered nickname Gravedigger—a title born from the eerie calm she carried into battle and the trail of fallen foes she left behind. Through discipline, doctrine, and relentless training, she forged herself into a weapon of faith. Yet beneath the armor and ritual, a quiet ache lingered—an unspoken longing for something lost.
Years passed. Wars came and went. The siblings lived entire lives without knowing the other still breathed.
Until fate intervened.
During a joint campaign against a rising Chaos warband known as the Choir of Ruin, Ami and Ubba crossed paths on the battlefield. At first, they were simply two warriors fighting for the same cause—one a disciplined Sister of Battle, the other a feral Space Wolf. But something in their movements, their instincts, their very presence resonated. They fought back-to-back with uncanny synchronicity, as if their bodies remembered what their minds had forgotten.
The truth emerged slowly, painfully, beautifully. When they finally learned they were brother and sister, the revelation shattered them both. Ami’s stoic composure cracked; Ubba’s wild bravado softened. They embraced not as strangers, but as two halves of a life stolen from them. From that moment on, they were inseparable—calling each other brother and sister with a reverence that bordered on sacred.
But their story did not end with reunion. It was only beginning.
For in the shadows of the same war, another figure moved—one whose destiny would intertwine with theirs in ways none of them could foresee.
Blaze.
A man shaped by cruelty, sharpened by betrayal, and wrapped in an enigma so dense that even the Inquisition struggled to categorize him. He was a sadist, yes—but not a mindless one. His pleasure came not from random suffering, but from control, intimacy, and the unraveling of masks. He trusted no one, cared for nothing, and walked the line between sinner and survivor with deliberate precision.
Until he found Jin and Xueqing.
Two children orphaned by the Choir of Ruin, clinging to life with a desperation that mirrored his own forgotten childhood. Something in them pierced the armor he had spent a lifetime constructing. They did not fear him. They did not judge him. They simply needed him. And for the first time in years, Blaze allowed himself to care.
He became their protector—reluctant, awkward, fiercely devoted. Through them, he rediscovered purpose. Through them, he learned restraint. Through them, he began to believe he could be more than the monster the galaxy had made him.
It was through the children that Blaze crossed paths with Ami and Ubba. Their first encounters were tense. Ami saw a dangerous man with shadows in his eyes. Ubba saw a predator circling his newly rediscovered family. Blaze saw two zealots who would never understand him.
But war has a way of forcing alliances.
As the Choir of Ruin’s influence spread, the three found themselves drawn together by necessity—and by something deeper. Ami witnessed Blaze comforting Xueqing after a nightmare. Ubba saw him spare a surrendering enemy. Blaze watched the siblings fight with a unity he had never known. Slowly, grudgingly, respect formed.
And something else.
Blaze found himself drawn to Ami—not for her beauty, though she possessed it, but for her conviction. Her discipline. Her quiet grief. She fascinated him. Challenged him. Infuriated him. And, eventually, softened him.
Ami resisted at first. He was dangerous. Corrupted. Unpredictable. But she could not deny the humanity he showed the children, nor the loyalty he displayed in battle. He was a sinner, yes—but not beyond redemption.
Their bond grew in the spaces between battles, in the arguments that left them breathless, in the silences that revealed more than words ever could. Blaze fell first—quietly, completely. Ami fell later—reluctantly, deeply.
Ubba, ever the protective brother, clashed with Blaze constantly. But when Blaze saved his life during a siege—not out of affection, but because the children would be devastated—Ubba’s view shifted. He still didn’t trust Blaze fully, but he respected him. And in the Space Wolves’ eyes, respect is the foundation of brotherhood.
As the war escalated, a prophecy surfaced—one whispered by the Choir of Ruin’s prophet:
“Three born of one bloodline, scattered by war.
One of faith, one of fang, one of shadow.
When the Choir rises, their convergence will decide the fate of worlds.
United, they are salvation.
Divided, they are ruin.”
Ami, Ubba, and Blaze—shield, fang, and shadow—were bound by destiny long before they knew each other’s names.
The Choir sought to exploit this prophecy, attempting to twist Blaze’s past connections to Chaos, tempt Ami with purity, and lure Ubba with glory. But in the end, all three rejected the paths laid before them.
They chose each other.
In the final confrontation, their unity shattered the Choir’s ritual, saving countless worlds. But the victory was not the end of their story—only the foundation of a new one.
Ami, the disciplined shield.
Ubba, the feral fang.
Blaze, the enigmatic shadow.
Jin and Xueqing, the heart that binds them all.
A found family forged in war.
A prophecy fulfilled not by fate, but by choice.
And a future shaped by the convergence of three souls who were never meant to survive—but did.
Together.